MIAD-876 Normally, my eyes would have been solely and intently focus on Lois without the slightest regard for the world about us. In the briefest of glimpses, I would have been memorizing the little lines about the vermillion of her lips or the tiny upward smile lines curling out the sides of her eyes as she spoke. I could always have stared at her at length, lost in her radiance. However, part of my every-day, harmless grounded man act was to look away or pretend as if I wasn’t totally captives by her charm.